This is a song about "Left"

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I ain't trynna be politically correct

Got nothing left to say

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Is what i quest

With the rest who are left

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

She only love me when i be ignoring

The day before is better than the present

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

I’m a hustla, baby

Friend after friend left me